ebookslot Chapter 150: The Tyrant on Set Unveils His True Colors, Even His Queen Wife Was Scolded to Tears
Chapter 150: The Tyrant on Set Unveils His True Colors, Even His Queen Wife Was Scolded to Tears
The wind seemed to have stopped blowing through the reeds.
After Lin Zhou finished shouting, the entire film set fell into a suffocating silence.
Hundreds of eyes stared at Su Qingge, who stood before the reeds, their gazes filled with shock, sympathy, and above all, a bewildered fear. This was Su Tianhou! The cash cow of Starry Sky Entertainment, Lin Zhou's rightful wife!
How dare he?
Su Qingge froze on the spot, the color draining from her face instantly.
She bit her lower lip hard, her once bright and lively eyes now brimming with tears of grievance. From childhood to adulthood, whether at home or in the industry, she had always been a princess, pampered and cherished. When had anyone ever pointed a finger at her and told her to "go back to being a pretty face"?
Moreover, the person who insulted her was still hugging her and calling her "baby" in bed last night.
This huge gap was like a sharp knife, piercing her pride.
"What are you looking at? Don't you have any work to do?"
Lin Zhou showed her no mercy and turned to yell angrily at the staff who were still in a daze.
"All departments back in position! Touch up your makeup! Let's try again!"
"Makeup artist! Hurry up! Can't you see her eye makeup is smudged?"
The young makeup artist was so frightened that her hands were trembling. She rushed over with a powder puff and nervously touched up Su Qingge's makeup, not daring to even breathe loudly.
"Article Six! Action!"
Su Qingge took a deep breath, forcing back her tears, and tried to regain her composure.
"Click! Your eyes are too unfocused! Where are you looking?"
"Seventh! Action!"
"Cut! Your movements are too stiff! You're Zixia Fairy, not a puppet!"
"Article Twelfth! Action!"
"Click! Click! Click!"
"Are you deaf? I want that kind of arrogant, 'ignorant' swagger, not this melodramatic act!"
One NG after another.
Interrupted time and time again without mercy.
Lin Zhou sat behind the monitor, like a cold-blooded tyrant, crushing Su Qingge's pride as a superstar into dust bit by bit.
Finally, on the fifteenth time, they were told to stop.
Su Qingge's emotions completely collapsed.
Tears streamed down her face like broken beads, falling onto the dry yellow earth and being swallowed up instantly.
She crouched down, buried her face in her knees, her shoulders heaving violently as she let out suppressed sobs.
too difficult.
It's really hard.
It wasn't just the difficulty of the role, but also the rejection from her closest loved ones that made her feel like the sky was falling.
The film set was deathly silent.
No one dared to go up and try to calm him down; even the assistant director cowered in a corner, pretending to be dead. Everyone could see that Director Lin was truly enraged, and anyone who went up to him would be cannon fodder.
Just then, a series of footsteps sounded.
Calm and powerful, he walked step by step to Su Qingge.
Everyone thought Lin Zhou had finally softened and was going to coax his wife. After all, making the diva cry was a scandalous thing to talk about.
However, Lin Zhou did not apologize.
He simply squatted down, handed her a tissue, and his voice remained cold and hard, devoid of any warmth.
"Have you cried enough?"
"Get up after you've cried enough. There are hundreds of people in the crew waiting for you to eat. They don't have time to watch you play Lin Daiyu here."
Su Qingge suddenly raised her head, her swollen red eyes fixed on Lin Zhou, her gaze filled with accusation and anger.
"You're a complete bastard!"
"Yes, I'm an asshole."
Lin Zhou looked at her expressionlessly, and even had the leisure to tidy her wind-blown sideburns.
Then, he moved closer.
At a distance where only the two of them could hear, his voice suddenly deepened, taking on a captivating magnetism.
"Su Qingge, why do you think Zixia loved Supreme Treasure?"
Su Qingge was stunned for a moment, and her sobs stopped.
"Because...because he's a hero?"
"wrong."
Lin Zhou stared into her eyes, his gaze as deep as an ancient well.
"Zixia is a goddess, but she is a goddess who has been moved by mortal desires. She has been lonely in Heaven for tens of thousands of years. She doesn't care about heroes; what she cares about is the person who can pull out her Purple and Green Sword."
That kind of love is like a moth drawn to a flame.
Even knowing it's a dead end, even knowing that person is a fraud, she'd still charge headlong into it.
"Right now, your eyes only show resentment and fear. I want you to forget all of that."
Lin Zhou's fingers gently brushed across the corner of her eye, wiping away the tear.
"Right now, you are a rebellious girl who has just escaped from Heaven, full of curiosity about the human world and fantasies about love."
"Look at me."
"Bring out all the love you have for me, all the determination you had to break with your family to marry me."
"Look at the camera with that 'I'd die for you' look in my eyes."
Su Qingge's body trembled slightly.
She looked at Lin Zhou, who was so close to her, and saw the deep weariness and expectation hidden in his eyes.
In that instant, she seemed to understand something.
He wasn't insulting her.
He was pressuring her.
They forced her to shatter the lofty "Empress Su" persona, and forced her to offer the most authentic and passionate part of her soul to Zixia without reservation.
"I can."
Su Qingge took a deep breath, took the tissue, and wiped her face vigorously.
She stood up and waved to the makeup artist not far away. Her voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone had changed.
"Touch up your makeup."
"Again."
Five minutes later.
"Article Sixteen! Action!"
The wind blew again.
The reeds rustled softly.
Su Qingge stood there, the silver bell on her wrist making a crisp sound.
This time, she didn't try to smile deliberately, nor did she try to act.
She simply turned her head slightly, and her eyes, which had just been crying, were like the sky washed by rain—clear and bright, yet carrying an indescribable stubbornness and obsession.
She looked at the camera as if she were looking at the man she had loved and hated her whole life, yet was willing to give everything for.
Her lips curled up slightly, conveying a mix of playfulness and deep affection.
"Gods? Monsters?"
"Thanks."
That instant.
The assistant director behind the monitor gasped.
The Fairy Zixia who lived in the script, the goddess who has haunted people's dreams for twenty years, has come to life!
It's really alive!
Lin Zhou sat in front of the monitor, staring intently at the screen.
His hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
Until that shot ended, until Su Qingge's figure disappeared into the depths of the reeds.
"Click!"
This sound was no longer a cold rebuke, but rather carried an irrepressible excitement.
Lin Zhou stood up, took off his black baseball cap, and let out a long breath.
For the first time today, a genuine smile finally appeared on his lips.
"Passed."
Those two short words were like a pardon.
The entire crew erupted in cheers, and some even clapped excitedly.
Su Qingge stood there, and when she heard those two words, she felt completely exhausted and almost collapsed to the ground.
She turned her head and looked at the man standing in the center of the crowd.
At this moment, Lin Zhou was covered in sweat, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his hair was messy, and he was holding that big red megaphone in his hand. He didn't look like a refined idol at all, but rather like a rough man.
But at that moment, he was looking down at the cameraman, confirming the footage from just now. His focused expression, his commanding presence, his unwavering determination to compete with the whole world for a single shot...
Su Qingge's heart skipped a beat.
The grievances, anger, and embarrassment I felt just moments ago miraculously vanished at that moment.
Instead, there was a feeling of excitement I had never experienced before.
She was even more captivated by him than when he stood on stage playing the guitar.
She suddenly realized.
This man, who usually only cooks and takes care of the kids, is now seriously pursuing his career...
He's freaking handsome.
"Honey, what are you standing there for?"
After Lin Zhou finished reviewing the materials, he looked up, raised his chin at her, and his eyes returned to that gentle look with a touch of roguish charm.
"That last performance was quite good."
"As a reward, I'll give you an extra chicken leg tonight."
Su Qingge burst out laughing.
She wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked towards him step by step in her uncomfortable cloth shoes.
"Director Lin."
She walked up to him, tilted her head back, and her eyes sparkled.
"Forget about the chicken leg."
"I want to eat your spicy crayfish after work tonight."
"And...you have to peel it for me yourself."